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the end of the Far North
American wing of the tour, in Anchorage, we had been driving for so long
that we no longer looked, smelled, nor acted human. There was nothing to
read but
Louis L'Amour at the Vancouver Hilton. The
tape deck, somewhere outside of Vancouver, jammed so that it could no
longer eject the tape, which was Are You Experienced? backed with
Purple Rain.
We gave a great show in Anchorage. I remember that I humped a shelf of kids
books, moaning obscenely, while Scott read the Meddlesome Passenger,
while simultaneously playing an electric guitar solo, or maybe I imagined
the electric guitar solo. Dirk read part of the
New Modern Library Edition Gertrude Stein Reader, and then he set
it on fire and knelt down before the burning trade
paperback, gesticulating erotically, as the crowd looked on baffled.
We spent a
little jail time in Anchorage. |
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